Harbaugh, Like Winter, is Coming

A lovely gift from my wife. It's an "action figure." It's a "figurine." Really, it's a "doll."

But he's one of my heroes.  Jon Snow now graces the top of my desk. I have the urge to tell his backstory to those in my house (A bastard child, raised like a son to the king, but never feeling fully validated, he proved his worth and valor fighting on the wall as a member of the Night's Watch) Nobody in my house wants to hear that.  Instead, after building the Barbie Dreamhouse on Christmas morning, a gift from Santa, I staged an attack on the Barbie stronghold.

"You know nothing Jon Snow," said Ygritte Barbie.
Here's another hero I expect to be a Christmas Present. Waiting until the NFL season is over and his head coach status at the University of Michigan can be official. 
I won't be convinced he's the new head coach until the press conference, but I have been following the rumors and updates like a desperate thirsty fanboy.  So many NFL experts said it could never happen, but then changed their tune to say it might happen. None of them understand Michigan Football.  They never walked up to the Big House on a Saturday afternoon and felt the incredible powerful presence that is Michigan Football. Once it infects you, it's part of your blood. Jim has that infection.

You know nothing NFL experts. Harbaugh, like Winter, is coming